Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 474 You Are Phoebe

The crowd whispered.

A part of the group looked uncomfortable at this and jealous.

The vast majority of designers and models, though, still had envy and blessings in their hearts.

Violet didn't expect Stanley to kiss her suddenly in public, and for a moment her face was blushed.

She pushed him away and pouted, "What are you doing? There are so many people here."

Stanley wiped the corner of his mouth, "We are a couple, you don't need to feel shy."

Violet gave him a blank look, "Alright, alright, hurry up and go to the organizer."

"Well, I'll go first." Stanley nodded.

As he was leaving, he swept his gaze over all the designers and models present, especially Phoebe.

Phoebe was stunned after she noticed it, and her back subconsciously stiffened.

Why was Stanley suddenly looking at her?

Did he have a crush on her?

Thinking like this, Phoebe's heart beat faster, her face reddened, and the way she looked at Stanley took on a shy look.

Stanley saw it, his brow furrowed, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

What was wrong with her?

Without much thought, Stanley nodded at Violet and left the place.

Once he left, many designers and models surrounded Violet and asked Violet about Stanley's information.

How could Violet possibly go into detail with these people who were interested in her husband? So she casually said some fake messages.

Phoebe suddenly squeezed through

looked at her,

the future,

raised her

you see that? Your husband's appearance will cause trouble for everyone, and they can't be quiet anymore,

laughed, "Do you really think so? Isn’t it

Phoebe frowned, and inexplicably

so close that she could touch Phoebe’s

bring my husband, because you're worried that too many people would like my husband." The corners

blushed slightly and subconsciously retorted, "I'm not, why should

too many people to see my husband." Violet

pupils shrank

know

was Pennie now, not

when he appeared before her, she didn't show her

earth

Violet coldly snorted, "No

her mouth, barely squeezing out a smile, "Miss Hunt, you're joking, how could I like your husband? I don't even

know." Violet nodded her

"Then you ......"

doesn’t know my husband, but what about Phoebe?" Violet looked at Phoebe

ran down her back,

did I know you're Phoebe, right?" Violet

hers was no different from the

her legs were

Hunt, what are you talking about? You've mistaken me for someone else, I'm not Phoebe."

have evidence, or I won’t say so, but you do make me admire, after your fraudulent

did not speak, and the hands on either

just trying to test her out

know that she had plastic

took a deep breath and tried her best to forcefully hold back her panic as she locked eyes with Violet, "How

plan to fake her death was flawlessly

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